The worm wailed in agony, as it's insides were torn to shreds, and as the worm was still just below ground the dark blades breached the surface, making a hole from which dirt, orange blood, flesh, etcetera exploded forth. The beast lay in the large hole, dead, exposing Azazel once more to the air of the night. As Azazel is exposed, he senses a force of which Maria had likely already sensed. It emanated power and demanded fear, and they felt like some kind of pressure was threatening to strangle them. Whatever now moved among the trees, it would not go down as easily as the beasts before it.
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"Good that you two understand now. You aren't looking to live, you're looking for the quickest, least painful death at the end of whatever life you can scrape out here." The vampire then began walking, his fingertip illuminating once more, being like the lure of the angler fish, drawing the two humans to follow it.